Be my Valentine
Chapter I - Jace
198 days for the final game. 198 days left to focus on training. Summer break was over and we were back in the game. I drove my Impala 69 into the parking lot and I could already hear the girls swooning over me. But that was nothing new. Who wouldn't? My blonde almost gold curly hairs, my lean and muscular figure and the football team captain. Even I would date myself! I walked towards the school building when something caught my eye. A black Ducati stopping right next to my car. And a petite figure driving it. Even with the helmet still on, I could tell the girl was beautiful and with that fiery red hair, impossible not to notice. Her black skinny jeans outlined her legs and her red crop top hugged her in the right places. And her leather jacket just added a badass touch to the outfit. Nothing could be compared to her face, though. Emerald green eyes shone as she took off her helmet. Small freckles on her nose just made her prettier, matching the delicate features of hers. I was so fazed about her beauty, I didn't even notice my feet bringing me forward until I was standing in front of her. Close enough to see how short she actually was, even though her attitude made her taller, she was about 5 feet. "Like what you see?", she asked, smirking. "Certainly," he said, checking her out once again.
"Anyways, step aside, Goldilocks," the girl replied, throwing her bag on her shoulder. I stepped in front of her, blocking her way.
"New girl, huh? I don't mind showing you around," I blinked. She seemed to think about it until she shoved me away and started walking. My jaw dropped. Any girl would beg for a tour with my marvelous self!
"Not used to this reaction from girls, Goldie?" she raised her eyebrows and laughed. Oh, she was a challenge. I liked it.
"No one refuses my amazing presence. Any girl would die to hang out with me you know? And you can't be any different, which reminds me... You haven't told me your name, yet. I'm Jace Herondale," I offered my hand. She took it and pulled me down. I could feel her arms wrapping around my neck. Wow, this would be easier than I thought. I leaned down, but she didn't kiss me as I was expecting. Instead, she put her mouth next to my ear and whispered, "not interested," and walked away. The boys gave her wolf whistles as she walked down the hall, swaying her hips. I gritted my teeth. How could she do that to me?
"Jace!", I heard a very familiar voice calling me. As I suspected it was my sister Isabelle and she looked angry. Not angry, pissed.
"Yes, Iz?", I sighed, knowing what she was going to say.
"You were supposed to drive us today! Thanks to you, Alec had to drive and you know he drives like a grandma!", she scowled.
"Hey!", Alec complained, "I don't drive like a grandma!"
"You do!", Izzy retorted. Both of them started arguing, and I let myself think about that little redhead from earlier. I couldn't keep her out of mind. She was gorgeous... and clearly not interested in me. I didn't like, though, when other boys stared at her like a piece of meat. I knew they found her attractive, wanting to get in her pants. The boys weren't the only ones to notice her. In fact, other girls were staring at her, with envy, jealousy or just in awe. I felt this sudden urge to protect her from everything.
"Hey, what's up with you? You've been... quiet," Isabelle interrupted my thoughts. We were walking towards out first period.
"Would you rather if I were questioning you about your sex life with Rat Boy? I bet he's awful in bed," I smirked as she blushed. Alec looked like he was about to puke. "I don't need to hear about it. I'll see you guys at lunch," he said and rushed to his class.
"Ms. Lightwood and Mr. Herondale. Finally here to grace us with your presence," Professor Starkweather said coldly.
"Well, it's what I do best," I grinned at the same time Izzy apologized.
"Both of you, sit," he snapped. Iz took her seat in the front as I searched for another free seat, which happened to be right next to Mysterious Girl. I smiled to myself and took my seat. She was so focused on her sketch, she didn't even notice my presence. I tried to peek at her drawing. It was a wolf and it was really good. Beautiful and talented, the whole package apparently. "Nice," I whispered in her ear, making her jump. "What?", she asked startled. I nodded my head towards the sketch. She closed her sketchpad and turned to pay attention to Professor Starkweather. "Aren't you going to tell me your name?", I teased. She didn't even blink. The rest of the class went by like that. Me asking questions all the time while she ignored me. When the bell rang she stormed off. I sighed and started heading to Calculus. "Herondale!", someone shouted. I turned around, knowing it was no one less than Jonathan Morgenstern. The school's golden boy and team captain and my best friend. "Hey," I greeted him. "Have you met my twin sis, yet?", he asked. He had a sister? Since when? "I didn't even know you had one!", I said. He frowned, "I thoughtI told you. Oh well, she has the same classes as you."
"Yeah, I don't think so, dude," I laughed.
"Anyways, you'll meet her now. Come on," he said and we rushed to Calculus. Opening the door, we realized Mr. Wayland wasn't there, yet. Mysterious Girl, though, was sitting on the back, sketching once again. I started to make my way towards her when Kaelie jumped on me. "Jacey, I missed you!", she shrieked.
"Yeah, I'll talk to you later, K," I replied. Turning my head to the redheaded girl, I saw her hugging Jon, smiling like a child on Christmas Eve. He spun her around before he put her down. A pang of jealousy hit me hard and I tried my best to ignore it and made my way to them. "Jace, this is Clarissa Morgenstern, my little sis," Jon said and my jaw dropped.